HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
7 - Meeting (1)

The four of them noticed Xiao Shuxiang's back growing further away.


Ling Chu Zhen opened his voice again and this time set his eyes on the Mad Beggar Boy. "Can you not wear that weird makeup on your face? You look like you've been slapped with a grain of flour."


Crazy Beggar Boy. "My Aiya ZhenZhen, this is indeed flour. Special flour that keeps the skin smooth, soft and protected from sun exposure. You don't know what beauty can understand."


"I don't care, but don't wear it if you're in this sect." Ling Chu Zhen was not inexhaustible as to how could the Mad Beggar Boy ever study in the Sky Pagoda Sect.


It was likely that he had once been blinded by how pitiful this young man looked to the point of elevating him into a disciple. Although in the end he knew that the Crazy Beggar Boy was actually an extraordinary swordsman.


Ling Chu Zhen exhaled softly, "Let me forbidden even once, you will still not listen to me. Haaah.. Never mind, there's something important I want to talk to you about."


Crazy Beggar Boy hugged his bamboo stick, he made a soft voice. "What about the Sun Killer Book..?"


"You know. Come on along,"


The Mad Beggar Boy followed Ling Chu Zhen, Ling Dong Hun and Ling Jian Tou. He walked quietly, unlike Xiao Shuxiang who was currently feeling nervous from walking alone with his White Cat.


"......."


"......."


Ling Qing Zhu had not said a word since earlier. The white-haired girl simply walked quietly with an always forward-looking gaze. He made the young man walking beside him feel uneasy in his heart.


"......."


"......."


Xiao Shuxiang tried to refrain from cursing the flat-board-faced girl walking in front of him. 


Let alone asking about the news of a kind of 'Hi' had never thrown Ling Qing Zhu at him. It felt as if her White Cat had never missed her at all.


"Haiy.. For three months I only visited four times and he was always like this..." Xiao Shuxiang tried to remain calm even though in his mind he had started to calculate the limits of his own patience.


The Alchemist Chef most likely did not realize that his steps were getting more and more parallel and ended up going hand in hand with Ling Qing Zhu. It was not Xiao Shuxiang who had sped up his pace, but his own White Cat who had deliberately slowed down the pace.


"......."


"......."


Despite looking calm with cold eyes, it was actually deep in Ling Qing Zhu's heart that was extremely nervous. He was already very agitated when he heard that Xiao Shuxiang had returned.


From the very beginning of looking at his Guardian Protector just now-actually Ling Qing Zhu had already greeted and asked the news. But Xiao Shuxiang might not have realized the meaning of that look in his eyes.


This dazzling youth was clearly different from Lan Guan Zhi. Xiao Shuxiang was too normal to be able to communicate with a Ling Qing Zhu through mere eyes.


"White Cat..." Xiao Shuxiang finally opened his voice as the count of his patience was up. "You sure you don't want to talk to me? I just got back. You don't want to ask me what I've done in the Northern Continent?"


"Mrs... What are you doing in the Northern Continent?"


Xiao Shuxiang patted his forehead slowly. His White Cat did ask, but the tone of voice was flat and there was no taste at all. It was as if Ling Qing Zhu was just repeating what he said.


"Aiya... What kind of girl are you really..?" Xiao Shuxiang rubbed his face, "Can't you ask as you think? Say something, okay?"


Xiao Shuxiang waited after that short remark and absolutely nothing was thrown out afterwards.


He blinked a few times as he watched this thin veiled girl walking by his side. Ling Qing Zhu was indeed like a cat that lived on an iceberg.


Xiao Shuxiang couldn't take it anymore, "You're such a bitch!"


Ling Qing Zhu stopped stepping, he felt like he had done nothing, but why did this young man address him. "Mn?"


"I don't like you!" Xiao Shuxiang looked sulky, his cheeks bubbling and he started to step away.


!


It was just a step away, the young man spontaneously moaned as his long hair was pulled. He turned his head and found that it was his White Cat that pulled a little from his hair.


Ling Qing Zhu's body posture was still the same, remaining calm and unshakable. He looked at his Guardian Protector and began to make a sound, "How can your hair be... Wavy like this?"


?!


Xiao Shuxiang blinked, his cheeks no longer bubbling. He had not expected to get such a question from his White Cat. The tone of voice he heard was innocent and full of curiosity.


Immediately he approached until the tip of his shoe came close to coming into contact with the tip of Ling Qing Zhu's shoe. Xiao Shuxiang's voice went low, "You like it?"


Ling Qing Zhu was actually surprised by the spontaneous movement of this young man. But the shock was not at all visible to the look in his eyes and the look on his face. He seemed to have only one face-quiet expression.


Ling Qing Zhu, "Mn, just curious."


"......." Xiao Shuxiang watched closely the gaze of his eyes and the face covered in a thin veil belonging to this White Cat. He muttered something before turning back.


The two go hand in hand again. Xiao Shuxiang rubbed his chin slowly and occasionally twirled the flute he had in his hand, playing it before turning his attention to Ling Qing Zhu.


This white haired girl was still very calm, but her hands did not stop touching Xiao Shuxiang's hair and tugged at her several times.


"Mh.. Looks like I need to spend a lot of time with you..." Xiao Shuxiang said, "... Have you been bored lately?"


"Mn, no. You haven't answered my question."


"Ling Qing Qi and his friends did this. Do you want your hair made the same as mine?"


"No,"


Honestly speaking, Xiao Shuxiang actually refrained from brushing off Ling Qing Zhu's hand. Her White Cat had been playing with her hair a little rough since then and it was actually quite disturbing.


Ling Qing Zhu only stopped with his activity after arriving in front of a room door. His voice was cold as he told Xiao Shuxiang to rest while himself went to call the waiter and with some food.


Seeing the attitude of his White Cat made Xiao Shuxiang sigh. He watched Ling Qing Zhu's back grow further away and finally shook his head. I don't know what other means he can use in overcoming such a rare typhoid girl.


"Heah... We feel like we're not husband and wife.." Xiao Shuxiang muttered softly and started to enter his room. He sat in front of a small table and turned his flute on the table.


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